Amber Street is located in the northwest corner of Blackcastle, a narrow street where the town's ghetto meets the vassal district, which is densely populated and mixed, and the Goat Inn is located at the northern end of Amber Street.

The residents of Amber Street know that the Goat Hotel has been doing surprisingly poor business since it was taken down by Boss John. It's not just that the goat inn doesn't hire hostesses to solicit business, according to the old drunkards who have gone in to consume, when they drink, they always feel that the atmosphere in the hotel is strange, and every time they start to shout loudly, they will always be silent for some reason, and the casual glance with those old bartenders always makes their hearts chill, and over time no one wants to go in and get drunk, although the wine and food at the goat hotel are indeed very cheap.

Because of this, the bosses of all sizes on the street are waiting for the day when the goat hotel closes, and they are thinking about how to sell the store at a low price.

But this is no longer the case, and the residents of Amber Street already know that the Goat Inn has a strong background, and the knights of the House of York will kill people in the street for them. Only then did the bosses suddenly realize why the original boss of Amber Street did not dare to covet this property, and only a stunned young man like Hook would be so ignorant of life and death! No, they even lost their lives!

Chubby Owner Wech stands outside the noisy goat hotel, somewhat in a dilemma.

Wetch is a decent man on Amber Street, although he is also a freeman, but his family has been working in the towns of the Eastern Province for several generations, and has gradually saved a lot of family property, originally Wetch's father also planned to use most of his wealth to seek the status of a vassal in the hands of the mayor, but a war ruined everything.

The Wedch family had to be exiled to the Centaur Hills to open up the territory, while his father died on the way. After arriving in Blackcastle, Welch bought a few storefronts on Amber Street, and opened up the joints of a city defense squad leader in Blackcastle Town, with his shrewdness and cunning, the business is also good, maybe after several generations of accumulation, his children and grandchildren can look forward to the status of vassals, but the premise is that his business must be better and better.

For businessmen, if they want to make a fortune, it is essential to be smart, but the most important thing is to have a backer, and in addition, to have a stable environment.

Amber Street connects the slums and vassals, and people's spending power is not bad, but law and order is a problem, thieves, beggars, and swindlers will make people stay away from this street, so order is important!

The bosses of Amber Street hate the shady hyenas, but they are indispensable because they have set the order behind Amber Street so that the bosses can continue their business in peace.

There are no hyenas in Amber Street now, and since the hyena Hook was killed by the beautiful knightess, no new hyenas have taken over the territory here, because there is a group of lions here.

In just two days, those jackal-like thieves have begun to appear frequently, which has attracted the attention of the residents of Amber Street, so they have elected the fat man Wetch to talk to Old John, who will make his business the biggest.

Wei Qi gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the goat inn, and before he could enter, dozens of burly men stared at him, making his scalp tingle.

"Isn't this Boss Wage, how can you have time to visit the shop?" saw that it was an old acquaintance who came in, and old John said with a smile.

"Old John, oh no, Boss John! Boss John!" Fat Wech wiped the cold sweat from his head, bowed to Old John, and said, "I'm here to visit you, yes, yes, I'm here to visit, I'm here to visit." ”

"Then come on in. Old John beckoned Wechy to the hotel.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance of old John, the strong men withdrew their stunning gazes and began to talk and laugh loudly again.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me?" beckoned Wechy to sit on the bar chair, and Old John asked straight to the point, he didn't have the time to go around in circles with Wechy now, and he wanted to hear more about the new things in the territory.

"Boss John, that's the case, the neighbors want me to ask you, when are you going to start collecting everyone's share of the money, you know that the streets are not very peaceful now, you set a rule for the following, the big guy is willing to add two percent to the original basis, you see?" was no longer under the attention of those strong men, which made Wetch a lot easier, and he quickly showed John his intention.

Welch's words made Old John's heart move, he smiled and patted Wick's shoulder and said: "Boss Welch, you go back first, this matter, my guys and I are working together, and we will give an explanation to the neighbors, they are all old neighbors for many years, and it is easy to discuss money or anything." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, they're all old neighbors, and everyone is counting on Boss John. Wetch nodded his head and said flatteringly, as if old John, who had only been here for a few months, was really his old neighbor for many years.

"Wait!"

Just as Wech was about to leave the hotel, a strong voice stopped him, although the sound was not loud, but Wech felt that his body was slightly numb by the sound, as if he was shocked by a giant bell.

"Boss Wedge. My name is Nelson and I'd like to treat you to a drink. A sturdy man walked over to Welch.

When the man spoke, the voice in the hotel hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to Vicky, who immediately knew that the man named Nelson was the real leader.

Soon, an oak wine glass slipped down the bar in front of Wage, who looked down and found that the glass contained a small half-glass.

The wine was reddish, a little cloudy, and had a slight purple flocculent, it looked like half a glass of inferior local wine, Wei Qi frowned, with his net worth, such local wine could not enter his eyes. But being stared at by hundreds of burning eyes, Wei Qi could only pick up the wine glass and drink it dry, and after entering it, he suddenly realized that this local wine was not as sour and bitter as he expected, but it was mellow and sweet that he had never had before, slightly sour and sweet, and it was a rare wine.

"I haven't tasted it yet. Another drink. Fat Wech licked his fat lips, and said to Old John with bright eyes, the business opportunities contained in this local wine made him emboldened, and his true colors of asking for money and life were undoubtedly revealed.

Nelson nodded at Old John, who reluctantly refilled another half cup for Waych.

This time, Welch leaned in first, sniffed deeply into the glass, and then closed his little eyes and took a small sip.

"Good wine!" After a while, Welch nodded in approval.

"Boss Wedge, look at how much this wine can sell for. Nelson asked, staring at Wage.

"This wine, soft and delicate, sweet and sour, not bitter or astringent, but unfortunately the sale is a little different, the heat is a little worse, I estimate that a cup can be sold for 40 copper soles. If you can cellar it for another two years, the price can be doubled. Wetland shook his head in pity.

"Your Excellency, you see, I have an inn and a tavern in the town of Blackcastle, and if you could let me sell this wine, I would be willing to give that number. "Wech has already seen his identity from the noble coat of arms on Nelson's leather armor, and his eyesight is good.

"Don't worry, you go back first, and you will talk to old John tomorrow. Nelson said quietly.

Nelson couldn't understand the price gesture that Welch had drawn, so he simply asked the fat boss to leave, and he had to settle the score.

"My lord, this price is not low, and besides, I can give you the bottom, I have a way to sell the wine to Red Leaf Town, you must consider it. Think about it!"

Despite being pushed backwards by John Sr., Fat Welch shouted at Nelson until he was pushed out of the hotel.

Nelson was in no mood to deal with the fat boss at this time, and he walked up and down the hotel excitedly, muttering under his mouth.

"36 copper cords are equal to 1 silver soor, 40 copper cords, which is 1 silver cord and 4 copper cords, a barrel of purple cane wine is about 600 cups, and there are forty-four barrels here, how many cups are there?"

"Don't drink it! How much money can we make this time?" Nelson shouted loudly when he saw that his men were busy drinking.

Seeing Nelson's anger, dozens of guards immediately put down the wine glasses in their hands and counted them one by one.

"Head, I see!" After a few moments, Gru One-Eyed was the first to stand up.

"How much money can you make?" Nelson quickly asked.

Everyone stared at Gru, only to see that his face was flushed, and after a long time he shouted, "We can make a lot of money!"

"Get out!"

Countless wine glasses and flesh and bones, and boots smashed Gru under the table. How can there be boots?

After a burst of laughter and scolding, old John said, "Nelson, don't be in a hurry to rejoice, how are you going to sell this wine?"

"Sold in a goat hotel?" Nelson said, scratching his head.

"When will it be sold? The business of our hotel is not good, and it is all to blame old John, who asked him to recruit a few hostesses with big ass, but he couldn't recruit them!" an old mercenary slammed the table with the iron hook on his arm.

"That's it, old John, you run a hotel, and there are no hostesses, so we'll have to find a good time in other hotels!" Gru said with his head poked out from under the table, and then was smashed back.

"Can you blame me? I recruited several girls with big asses to be hostesses, but after a few days of work, they were about to quit their jobs, and they told me that the cold in the hotel couldn't stand it! I wondered, the fire pit has never been extinguished, how can it be cold? Later, I knew that everyone else was staring at women's breasts and buttocks, and you old things were staring at people's necks when they were fine, and why? Still thinking about how to go under the knife? Can they not be afraid?" Old John stiffened his neck and cried out.

Nelson sighed and shook his head, he knew the problem of the old mercenaries, the perennial fighting made them cold and ruthless, and they always felt that they were looking at the key points of others, and the old mercenaries were not as bloody as the mercenaries in their prime, and they were not so interested in women, so let such a group of bloody and cold guys open the door to do business, and if there is business, it is called hell.

"Old John, you can go back to the territory with us after the purple cane wine is sold this time, now that there are more and more people in our camp, Lord Victor needs you to train those family guards. Nelson said to Old John and them.

Eleven old mercenaries looked at each other, and one by one was silent, just sullenly drinking.

"Lord Victor's mission has failed, and we can still be cheeky enough to go back and ask for those ten acres of land?" said an old mercenary.

"Nelson, don't we who are mercenaries expect to be taken in by the lords one day and given the status of a vassal? Now that everyone has been co-opted by Lord Victor, we can be regarded as going ashore, but we old things have messed up the affairs of the adults! Even if the adults don't blame us for the face of your bear in the north, can those hairy boys be convinced? What will the adults think of the people of our war bear regiment in the future?" This time, he was disgraced by the hyenas, which made old John indignant.

"What are you going to do?" said Nelson coldly. "Master Victor told me not to cause trouble, and this time we sold wine, and bought some salt and flour, some crossbows and axes, and finally we had to recruit at least twenty women to go back. If you want me to get revenge on that Barol for you, save it!"

"We didn't suffer, what kind of revenge to talk about. But if we want to sell alcohol and recruit women, we'll have to kill Balor!"

"Why?" asked Nelson faintly.

"Because, Balor is a hyena, he will have his eye on our purple cane wine, and he also controls most of the leather and meat business in Blackcastle Town, only by killing him and replacing him, can we complete the task assigned by the adults, and besides, the mission of the shadow son is not a failure!"

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Shaks was in the rest room of the security office, quietly running the fighting spirit, this is his habit, since he awakened the knightly talent, it has not stopped for more than ten years.

The fighting spirit permeated his body, and the eleven elemental positions resonated one by one, only the last earth elemental position, which still did not move.

Shaks sighed and stopped his fighting spirit, he was already thirty-four years old, the elemental level had solidified, and it was impossible to advance to a real knight again. It's not because Shaks isn't diligent enough, it's that his knight blood is not pure, his grandmother is just an ordinary person, and he is a relatively rare wind elemental affinity, which makes it even more difficult to promote.

Shax did not have a knight's estate, nor did he have a knight's allowance from his family, so the position of sheriff was of paramount importance to him, and in this position, he could earn 2,000 gold soles a year, which would allow his family to live a prosperous life.

I've handled the first two days perfectly, so I shouldn't have anything wrong. Shax thought silently, a little uneasy.

The knock on the door woke Shax from his musings, and he asked aloud, "Who?"

"Lord Shaks, Madame has summoned you, please come with me!"

A deep voice sounded outside the door, and Shax was overjoyed, knowing that it was the butler of the Rose Manor who was talking outside the door.

"Okay! I'll do it!"

Shax stood up, straightened his uniform, made sure nothing was missing, and strode out of the room.